Mary’s POV
Today, I had to get what I came for. This was my only shot, and there was only one way to do it.
I turned around, facing Ryder, who stood frozen. His gaze was locked onto my silhouette, draped in nothing but sheer red lingerie—a weapon I deliberately wore to blind his senses. I stepped toward him, my fingers trailing teasingly over my own chest to turn up the heat. Then, I reached out, tracing his broad chest before gripping the back of his neck and kissing him fiercely.
His defenses crumbled instantly. Ryder surrendered, devouring my lips mercilessly. His large hands tangled in my hair, tracing every inch of my curves possessively, roaming over me as he tore away the delicate fabric of the lingerie until there was nothing left. His breathing grew ragged as I felt his rock-
